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Poetry – a poem

March 14th, 2012

Poetry

You spill from me

Raw.

Like a steak?

Poetry

I never read you.

Hardly write you.

Like a steak?

Poetry.

Poems about poems,

Inside of poems, on top of poems

Inside a steak.

“Do you want fries with that?”

asks the poet.

“With my steak?”

responds the advertising copywriter.

They have sex in the butt.

Like a steak.

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